Wednesday: More mulch, rice feild slush and log throwing

I'm afraid to admit that starting fairly soon here, my blog is going to get a little boring. It seems tht we will be doing very similar things every day, wih only slight variations, and there i only so mch interesting things I can write about tossing logs down a hill.
However, I won't give up! I will try to keep writing entertaining things as long as possible.
So, last night Kmaitakesan gave me an alarm clock, but it didn't work this morning, so I am still trying to figure it out. I woke up at 7 again thankfully.
I ate taost for breakfast. Interetig fact: I  haven't eatin a  single peice of heathy whole wheat bread since I got to japan, and I'm starting to question if they even have any in Japan. But the interesting fact is this: although bred can be bought in bags of about 10 slices,but  most of the time it  sold in bags of four. Four slices of big white bread. It doesn't last very long.
I keep forgetting that everthing in Japan is smaller and that includes the packages of bread I guess.
We headed out to a rice feild that doen't have any rice in it. There is a tiny trough made from dirt that runs along the side of the feild. We had to make it deeper by removing a lot of the gunky muddy stuff. We used these things that are kind of like a hoe only a little different, longer and more slanted that you scoop the suff out with. We also had to make the edges of the feild more defined. so we scraped the sides with shovels.
After this we headed back to that manure pile that we had to move off of the road yesteray. We scooped it up with these dustpan like things and then dunped it along the edges of each row of onions in the feild.
After lunch we had to take these bags of leftover grains form a beer factory, out of the truck and then dump them into the main manure pile. Kamitakesan thn goes over it with a tractor and mixes it together. He also gets leftovers from Japan airlines. all of the leftovers of food and things like toothpicks and cups get smashed together and then he goes down there about once a week I think and picks it up tp mix in his mulch.
After this we headed back to the spot where we had cut wood the other day and rolled more logs down a really steep hill. Then we brought them back and stacked them. Now the neighbor  Sachikosan is over. She is going to cook dinner and practice her english with us